The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 404, you are stupid!

"Wind Lin went with you to find the owner!" Feng Lin said, Thunder and electric flash also echoed, when the four turned, but Yan Yan stopped.

"You are stupid, don't leave a good life to watch that paragraph Tingting, go find Yao Mozhen what to do!" Yan Nan whispered a reminder.

"This kind of thing is what we can stop!" Rain did not agree.

"With your understanding of the night Junqing, is he a new and old-fashioned person!" Yan Nanyi always felt that Jun Junqing had no reason to like Tingting, even if he would give up Yao Mozhen, but how did he convince himself to forget? Yao Moxin! If the night Junqing forgets Yao Moxin, it is really killing or not.

"I didn't think it was, but now, see it with your own eyes!" Rain responded coldly. No matter which angle you look at, the night Junqing can't elute the reputation of a negative heart.

"The lord said that it is not unreasonable. In fact, Feng Lin thinks that the prince of the prince is still not disturbed by the drink, the rain, we will stay first, if the prince is really the owner, we will not go later!" Calm analysis. On one side, Ben Lei did not open from beginning to end. On the one hand, he was a prince who followed for many years, and on the other, he was a new owner who was not thin, and it was really difficult to choose.

Once upon a time, Yao Mozhen thought that as long as she left the pavilion, she would be relaxed, but at this moment, her mood was even heavier than just.

"If you don't want to leave, Qinger doesn't mind waiting for some more time." Qinger, who was rolling in the dust, saw Yao Mo's thoughts and raised his eyebrows.

"Do you really don't mind waiting for some more time? Well, let's go back." Yao Mozhen felt that he was not too bad, at least he still had a mood.

"Oh! You are just a guest, you can't hear it! You don't have to turn back the bow when you open the bow. If you want to go back, you have to go back to the night and ask for you to go back, otherwise you will have no face." Qinger sees Yao Mozhen Stopped and immediately pulled her arm and walked forward. Yao Mozhen just smiled, and the heart became more and more bitter. Since she came out, she never thought about going back. Hey, she doesn't want to hear the words again in her life.

And when it comes to Wanhuangcheng for almost five days, Yao Mozhen has Yin Xue secretly protecting, and there will be no scorpion on the way. It is night Junqing. After Yao Mozhen left, the tea is not thought, and people are losing weight. Quite a lot.

"Wang Ye, it's Tingting's fault. If it's not Tingting... I won't go after Chu, but Tingting really doesn't know that Chu will care about our affairs, sorry..." Duan Tingting counts the days. This period of time is the most prosperous period of 'Birds', she must work hard. Therefore, after the dinner, Duan Tingting deliberately put the bowl of ginseng into the room of the night Junqing, and the reason is to comfort, but in fact, I want to happen again.

"You don't guess, Mo Zhen has nothing to do with you. It is the king who said something heavy... Tingting, that night... the king will be responsible." Looking at Duan Tingting's sparkling clear, night Junqing The mood is upset.

"With the words of the prince, Tingting will be safe." Duan Tingting put down the porcelain bowl, sitting in the elegant side of the night, the jade fingers casually put on the cheeks of the night Junqing Junyi.

"Wang Ye lost a lot in these two days, Tingting looked distressed." Duan Tingting deliberately teased, such as jade's fingers slowly slipped into the collar from the cheeks of Junqing, such as silky eyes like a star.

"Cough... It’s not early, you still go back to rest. The king suddenly thinks that there is no military service, and he will not accompany you." When Duan Tingting’s fingers sneaked into his collar, Ye Junqing only The neck is like a snake, and the cool breeze makes him shudder.

"Wang Ye..." Duan Tingting was not reconciled. When she was about to pour her body, she was pushed away by the night.

"Sorry about... Sorry, this king is really a thing, this soup, you drink it." Night Jun Qing escaped from the room, leaving a twilight section of Tingting. At this moment, Duan Tingting could not understand the reaction of the night Junqing. Since she was sensible, she has never seen anyone who can resist the power of the 'winged locust'. At that time, she used a hundred men to test the worm, as long as she spoke, those The man rushed to the front, even if she jumped over the cliff without hesitation, let alone climbed into her soft bed, but did not want this night Junqing actually have such a strong resistance, is Yao Mozhen? Even if he loves Yao Mozhen, there is no reason to cherish it to such a point. Where is the problem? Duan Tingting is puzzled.

In the dark, the wind and rain and lightning were opposite, and the original feeling of anger was slightly relieved, and immediately retreated. In the study room, the night Junqing alone holds the purple sand jug, and the mouth is filled.

"Drinking is good, wine can solve thousands of miles, come, brother to accompany you." Yan Nanxuan seems to ghostly float to the opposite side of the night Junqing, wanting to reach out to the night to clear the jug, but was rejected by the night Junqing.

"The person in the heart of the king has always been Yao Moxin, right?" The night Jun Qing suddenly raised his eyes, and the deep sly looks like the night of the sky, the vastness, and the deep sea of ​​the dark night, rolling with strong ink.

Yannan 笙 has a flaw, and the thin lips smack a helpless arc.

"So?" Yan Nanzhen felt that the night Junqing really changed. He could actually ask such a question, that is, his heart is already uncertain, which makes Yan Nanzhen very confused.

"So the king can't fall in love with Yao Mozhen. She is a younger sister. The king shouldn't have any thoughts about her." Night Jun clearly looks at Yan Nanxuan, but those words are said to myself. . Yannan screamed, secretly sighed, but in the heart of the night, I thought it was Yao Mozhen. If it was Duan Tingting, things would be bad.

"Then what do you think about Yao Mozhen?" Yan Nan shuns the vine, it seems to be unintentional temptation.

"This king decided to take a paragraph, Tingting, but I don't know why, as long as I think of this matter, the king's mind is full of Yao Mozhen." Night Junqing is annoyed and shakes his head, a word is finished, Yannan's lips are subconsciously convulsing, such as Tong Ling.

"You... what do you say?" Yan Nanyi felt that he was shaking all over his body.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Yannan's lips and twitching, the high-spirited eyebrows, the night Junqing fox questioned.

"You said that you want to marry Duan Tingting? Did the ally have not heard it wrong?" Yan Nanyi seemed to be standing in the hurricane, and his mouth was blown.

"This king has done something wrong, and naturally he is responsible."

"Oh my brother! How can you say such ignorance? In a strict sense, the night is wrong, who must be aware of it, you must think twice!" Yan Nanyu dreamed that night Junqing actually had this kind of Thoughts, simply... pedantic! Stubborn to the extreme!

"The mistake is in the king, this is beyond doubt." It is true that he does not love Duan Tingting, and even can't talk about it, but he can do something wrong and pay a price. What's more, it is a big mistake to tarnish the woman's innocence.

"Then you don't care about your heart?" Yan Nanzhen poked the pain of the night Junqing.

"Unwilling to be in the heart of this king, no one can replace it, this Wang Ting Duan Tingting is just a redemption." Night Junqing firmly looked at Yan Nanxuan, awe-inspiring.

"Teacher, you are not only sorry for Yao Moxin, but also unfair to Duan Tingting. Are you sure that she will tolerate you after marrying her, and still remember another woman in my heart?" Yan Nan sighed and comforted.

"Well..." Just when the night was clear, the door was suddenly pushed open, and I saw Duan Tingting’s hand-held soup, standing there.

"Tingting can tolerate, and will also cherish Yao Moxin with Wang Ye." Duan Tingting said, Yan Nanzhen was completely speechless.

"Tingting..." Night Junqing did not expect Duan Tingting to be outside, look confused, and get up.